“How fast can you get us there?”
“Twenty minutes. Fifteen if you want to shed some of these clothes along the way.”
I crinkled my brows together in confusion. “Why would that make you drive faster?”
Sully lowered me to the ground. Once my feet were under me, he grabbed my hand and put it on his cock. It twitched under my hand.
Yum.
“Because, princess, this is where I’m at already. I need to get to my house just as much as you do.” Sully leaned over my shoulder and opened the passenger door of his truck, helping me up to the seat. My heart pounding, we were tearing out of the lot and en route to his place within minutes.
Locking gazes with me for a moment before he turned back to the road, Sully grabbed my hand. “No overthinking. No internal debate. Fifteen minutes and we are picking up where we just left off, Maggie. I don’t care if we drop into the grass and give Ranger a show or we make it to my bed. I just want you.”
I squeezed his hand in agreement as we drove over the country roads. The nagging voice in my head reminded me that he probably just wanted me for now. I was convenient. I told that bitch in my head to shut it. For today, I simply didn’t care. I needed him as much as he needed me. The rest would sort itself out later.
I hoped.
18
Parental Advice
Sully
The drive to my place took no time at all but also an eternity. Maggie’s hands were roaming everywhere she could reach. At one point she unfastened her seat belt, trying to slide over closer to me.
Glancing in her direction, I growled, “Seat belt.”I wanted her more than anything, but I also wanted her and our little bean safe. She gave me a half an eye roll. I gave zero fucks. One, she was speaking to me again, and the silence of the last day was a thing of the past. Two, we’d be at my place in five minutes—no, three—and we were finally going to be back where I wanted us to be. Trying to be around Maggie for the past week or so and let her take the lead had been pure hell. The cold shoulder from her because I was a damn fool and hadn’t shared what was going on in my life had been another form of torture. And then she’d come out of the house this morning in short denim shorts with her long legs, a blue band T-shirt, some kimono-type thing, and her strawberry blonde hair spilling over her shoulders. Fuck me. Wave the white flag, I was done.
Whatever.
By the time we reached my driveway, my body was thrumming. I felt wound so tight, I was certain I would burst. I had been joking about sex in the yard, but I might combust before we ever reached the house.
Turning down the lane, I tugged her hand to my lips. “Mags, it has been far too many weeks. You and I have some catching up to do.” Her head dropped back against the headrest as I pressed a kiss on her arm, still keeping my eyes on the road.
As a groan slipped past Maggie’s lips, my focus slipped from the beautiful woman in my passenger seat to the truck parked ahead of us in my drive.
“What the fuck?” I grumbled.
Maggie’s eyes opened, and she looked from me to the truck. “Is that…?”
“My parents.” The words escaped my mouth even while I tried to deny the reality in front of me.
“Well, that sucks,” Maggie whispered, but I could swear it sounded like she was trying to hold back a laugh.
I parked behind them, then looked over at Mags. She bit her lower lip and looked at me, her eyes twinkling. “Something amusing you, princess?”
Glancing at the house, she murmured, “So, they have a key.”
“Yes,” I said, hardly masking my irritation. I mean, I loved my parents, but right now I was not thrilled. “Anything else you want to say before we head to see what the fuck they’re doing here?”
Maggie glanced down at her phone which I could see was lit up with a text. Laughing, she held it up so I could see Emma’s message asking if Maggie was getting any. Looks like Lou had sent a message after all.
Maggie’s fingers began flying. “What are you texting my sister?”
“Nothing much. Just that we’ve been cock blocked by your parents.”
“Maggie…”
“Sully…”
